Margot took it all, feeling it for both of them in their shared union, her pussy clenching and pulsing, swelling full and squirting all over his cock as both their bodies locked up, trembling hard until they nearly passed out from the intensity.
They flopped over, breathing hard, pulses racing and sweat dripping from their bodies. Margot caressed his chest, savoring his heat and smell, and the feel of his taut muscles.
Braxxos stroked her cheek gently, his eyes bright with power and emotion.
“My love,” he said with such a happy look on his face it threatened to make her heart explode with joy.
“My man,” she replied, gladly accepting his kiss and returning it in kind.
They lay there a while then, finally, rinsed off yet again, forcing themselves to get dressed and head back before they wound up having to spend the night there. As amazing as she felt, Margot actually wouldn’t have minded that one bit.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
The walk back to his treehouse was a delight, the lovers taking their time and enjoying the longer route even as the sun sank lower in the sky. There was no need to worry. Margot was with Braxxos, and nothing in the world could make her feel safer.
Interestingly, she noted a much greater number of animals that were visible on this particular hike. Normally, they hid from sight out of pure instinct even when the beast was not on display. But today something was different in the air. Different enough to make them curious.
“You see them, I assume,” she asked, nodding but not pointing to a fairly large, horned capybara-looking animal.
“Yes, of course. But there is nothing to fear. That is a Hikkax. An herbivore. The horns are merely a defensive trait.”
“I still wouldn’t want to be stuck by one.”
“And that reaction is precisely why they have them. They avoid conflict at all cost, hiding out and staying clear of confrontation despite their deadly horns. But, should push come to shove, they can be fierce, especially in defense of their offspring.”
“Don’t piss off Mama Bear.”
“What is aMama Bear?”
She chuckled. “It’s an animal you should pretty much steer clear of even when they don’t have babies around. But if they do? Oh man, watch out. They’ve been known to be pretty relentless. So much so that they’ve become a well-known expression.”
“I see. Mama Bear is a fiercely protective mother. I think the Hikkax would approve. Perhaps I will create my own version for this world. Don’t piss off a Mama Hikkax or you’ll regret it.”
“Doesn’t roll off the tongue quite the same, but I’ll still give it a thumbs up.”
“Why would your thumb be up?”
“It’s an Earth thing. Just one more I need to teach you.”
“I am happy to learn.”
“I’ll say,” she said with a happy grin, slapping his rock-solid ass. “And eager to please, I’d add.”
“What can I say? You inspire me.”
“I like the sound of that. Margot the Muse. Works for me.”
“And for me,” he replied, pausing their walk to pull her in for a kiss before continuing on their way.
It was kind of perfect, this moment of tranquil grace, the two of them alone in the woods without a care in the world. And when they returned to the treehouse,theirtreehouse, the magic continued.
Braxxos followed his love into their home and pulled up the ladder. He then crossed to his little storage compartment, looking at Margot with a hint of nervous expectation.
“I have something I wish to give you. Please, come over here.”
She obliged, sidling up to him, enjoying the warmth radiating from his body. Her Infala tugged hard, both of them jerking from the reaction.
“Is that normal?”
